Light Airs and Yachtsman's Gales

We've published a book of the blog for the last two years. The first one covered five years of sailing, and the second just one, 2013. They are available through Amazon and suitable for reading on any electronic reader, but they are just collected blog posts. This year I thought we should do something different, since we were spending a lot longer on the boat!

Our new book is not just a collection of blog posts, but has been edited into a continuous narrative that I hope will make for a more consistent and enjoyable read. You can find it by searching for "Light Airs and Yachtsman's Gales". Have a look at the preview, which covers our first fortnight aboard, and if you like it, why not buy it!

End of year totals

I always like to total up the numbers at the end of the season, and this year is no exception, although the numbers are much higher! We spent 11 weeks living aboard Robinetta, and travelled 1245 nautical miles, taking 367 hours on passage.

We had decided we were not in a hurry, and would sail when we could, and stay in port if we could not, but we still ended up having the engine on for 276 hours. We would never have got to the Orkneys without using the engine on the trip up the east coast when the winds were too light for sailing, which they were for a lot of June. In the event we only stayed in harbour when the winds were too strong for safety (and not always then.....)

Robinetta had brought us to many small but perfect places this year, that reveal themselves best to people travelling round (and through) Great Britain by boat. Next summer we will be off again, with as much time as we can get off work!

Last day aboard of the year

Julian made a delicious cooked breakfast, then we walked round to the pontoon by the boat yard, and moved some boats around on their ropes to make the gap between them large enough for Robinetta. We left Worm behind, and motored the few yards across the canal.

The space on the pontoon was still only just big enough to squeeze Robinetta into, so I pointed the bow in and Julian got off from there with both stern and bow ropes and we eased her into her final berth of the trip. She would be craned out from there and into the yard once her mast was removed, so we spent a good bit of the day preparing her for that; packing the car with sails and ropes. The forecast was for rain and high winds on Sunday night, but the foul weather held off long enough for us to get everything done that we needed to. We even managed a rowing trip south along the canal in Worm before we brought her ashore to tie onto the car roof rack for her trip home.

Cairnbaan to Ardfern

Once we were securely moored Julian and I headed for the hotel for an overdue lunch, then headed up the hill to look at the neolithic rock Cairnbaarn is famous for. It was a lovely walk on a fine October afternoon, and made a fitting climax to our day. However the day was not over yet! We needed to get back to Ardfern to pick up the car.

Julian had checked the buses before we left home, and thought we might have to walk to Lochgilphead to catch one. We checked with the hotel, who told us that there were no buses at all that Saturday! For some reason this years bus timetable had nothing on the first two Saturdays in October. Not to worry, we could get a taxi! I thought that was a better idea anyway as my ribs were starting to hurt again as the Ibuprofin wore off. The hotel gave us a taxi number and we called it, but there was no reply.

Our final resort was hitchhiking, or failing that, walking the 12 miles to Ardfern. It was 4pm by this time, so it would be dark before we got there if we had to walk the whole way, but we decided to set off anyway. We had walked about 3 miles when a lovely lady stopped and gave us a lift. She was going all the way to Ardfern, which was perfect! She dropped us just outside the shop, so we went in and bought food for breakfast before picking up the car and heading back to Robinetta for a much needed early night!